If you trynna bounce and make it real high you must cut the crap cuz you'll encounter a wall. It's a ******* trap its meant to make you turn back. You can stall, look in the mirror, and decide. Dream big or settle. Do stay within the stall or do not. You will fail, you will **** at what you do. Decide: do or do not. Fall back or risk your stack.
Must possess theΒ Β g u t s to snap at the top of the wall. Make a plan of action. This is how the capitalist rat race game plays out. Beat fate's narration, sacrifice your conformist self, for the cherries of tomorrow.
Dare to dream, while smoking a habanero to Marley's mumbling in a distant galaxy out of thy life.
No one's sure where this map leads, but prepare for the worse, sharpen you swords, meditate then nap. Bring snacks, kick some ***. Be prepared to figure out your crap.